A woman- a poem
A Woman
A woman is
innately resilient
She makes a
castle out of every pebble thrown her way
A superhero
with forgotten powers
Conqueror
of the galaxy if reminded of her sway
She
preserves immaculate arguments inside her head
Carves her
own path in the mountains
Her agony
is a recking ball dashing through the streets
Wiping out
anyone harbouring a proud sin
The world
sends her signals when it’s time to stop
Her
charisma is choosing peace over petty battles
It is not
her style
To prove herself
to people who do not matter
A woman can
slice potatoes and egos whenever needed
Her body
creates life out of flesh
She can
choose herself over the society’s norm
Divorce
people and beliefs and start afresh
She is a
statue of emotions
And that
only makes her a warrior
She can
read more than just words
The weight
of her gut is beyond bear
The world
sends her signals when it’s time to stop
Her
charisma is choosing peace over petty battles
It is not
her style
To prove
herself to people who do not matter
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